Work All Day
Portugal. The Man
Letra

If you work all day you keep the rhythm through the night,
If you work all night you keep the rhythm through the day,
If you sell that soul you'll be burning up right,
If you ain't got no soul, that's fine, alright.

All I've ever known is true.
Pick it up, pack it up, put it in a bag,
Stack it up like cinnamon, we'll get it real fast,
Until there's nothing left for you.
Pick it up, pack it up, put it in a bag,
Stack it up like cinnamon, we'll get it real fast,
Until there's nothing left of you.

Keep the rhythm through the night,
If you need a little money keep working alright,
It'll help that soul, a little help may do some right,
You don't need that soul, well that's fine, alright.
I work all day, keep the rhythm through the night,
I work all night, keep on walking, alright,
If you sell that soul, that's fine, alright,
If you sell that soul, that's fine, alright.

All I've ever known is true.
Pick it up, pack it up, put it in a bag,
Stack it up like cinnamon, we'll get it real fast,
Until there's nothing left for you.
Pick it up, pack it up, put it in a bag,
Stack it up like cinnamon, we'll get it real fast,
Until there's nothing left of you.

Pick it up, pack it up, put it in a bag,
Stack it up like cinnamon, we'll get it real fast,
Until there's nothing left for you.
Pick it up, pack it up, put it in a bag,
Stack it up like cinnamon, we'll get it real fast,
Until there's nothing left of you.
Until there's nothing left of you.